It was a peaceful afternoon in the house, and baby monkey Toto was seated on his favorite spot—a small cushion in the corner of the room. Lunch was almost ready, and the delicious aroma from the kitchen had Toto’s tiny nose twitching with excitement.
But before indulging, Toto had his own routine. The little monkey, always neat and particular, decided it was time for a quick clean-up. Sitting upright, Toto began meticulously grooming himself. He started with his tiny hands, licking and rubbing them together with the precision of a chef preparing his tools.
Next, he moved to his arms, giving them a thorough wipe with his hands. His little tail flicked back and forth as he concentrated, determined to be spotless. Then came his face—Toto closed his eyes and rubbed his cheeks and nose in circular motions, making sure no speck of dust was left behind.
The funniest part came when Toto shifted his focus to his private areas. He twisted his tiny body in a way that only a flexible monkey could manage, ensuring every inch was properly cleaned. His concentration was so intense that he didn’t notice Mom standing nearby, chuckling softly at his antics.
“Toto, you’re such a tidy boy,” Mom teased, bringing over a plate of his favorite fruits.
Hearing her voice, Toto looked up, his grooming session momentarily interrupted. He let out a soft chirp, as if to say, “I’m almost done!” before giving himself a final, approving pat.
Satisfied with his cleanliness, Toto eagerly hopped over to the plate and began munching on the fruits. Mom watched him with amusement, shaking her head. “Cleanliness before deliciousness, huh, Toto?” she said with a laugh.
